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Ajay Ghale, the adoptive son of Pagan min, and prince of Kyrat has already had one one in with the Golden path, when another one comes up, Pagan decided his son needs a bodyguard, that Bodyguard? Jason Brody, things start to heat up for the two when personalities clash and the Golden Path rises.

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Awaking in Durgesh Prison, Ajay is almost certain his fate is sealed. That is until Pagan shows up at his cell with a surprising offer.

Starts off canon at the beginning of Act 3, moves off script quickly. Rated M for of later chapters. I apologize for the appallingly clique and not entirely relevant name of this story, titles are not my forte...

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Tahki Gagné had just returned to Kyrat to find it horribly changed. After she and her friend are forced to move to Northern Kyrat, they are both put under the "protection" of the King, Pagan Min. Tahki takes an immediate disliking towards the tyrant, and him to her. But as time passes their cold, frozen hearts soon melt and they cross the line they never thought they'd cross again.

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They say there's no stronger bond than between a man and his dog. Dogs can heal deep emotional wounds. They will show you compassion. They will trust in you. They will forgive easily. They will love you with all of their heart and soul. Humans are not the same. But they can be taught.

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The rain tapped nonstop at the palace, like an impatient kindergartener waiting for their Legos; thunder clapped angrily, scaring the clouds to release more tapping liquid. It was easy to get lost with the sight of the smokey clouds, how they got impaled by the snowy peaks of Kyrat's surrounding mountains— it looked so chaotic, yet peaceful at the same time, like the souls of many citizens living in the war-torn country. The blonde wore a loose t-shirt that complimented her curves, curves that were normally hidden to give everyone the impression that she was a man. It confused Yuma, how everyone they've ever met believed that Kyrat's dictator was of the male gender— it should've been obvious with her feminine cheekbones and hands, her sweet pointed fingers that poisoned any man who knew of her secret.

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“You tried to kill yourself,” Sabal snarls, and it hits Ajay for the first time that this genuinely affected the other man, is continuing to affect him. “You cut your own throat while imagining that I was biting it open. And don’t think that I didn’t hear what you said, brother. Whatever demonic version of me you were hallucinating told you that I wanted you to die. I can’t imagine what that must have been like – how you can stand to have me here, now, touching you like this – ”

"Well, I knew it wasn’t you,” Ajay says, a little confused. “I know you from – from Yuma’s you.”

Sabal stills, then pushes back to look into his eyes. “There are few who would know or care to make that distinction,” he responds softly.